My Muse walked the dogs this morning…

’Tis my own heavenly chorus,
Must be a hundred birds chirping away,
As I walk the dogs at sunrise,
These little angels welcome the new day.

Busy little hummingbirds humming,
As they dart from flower to flower,
The most remarkable aviators,
I marvel at their skill and power.

Above a Pileated Woodpecker
Raps away looking for ants,
His tapping keeps the beat
And the others join with their chants.

Sparrows, Blue birds, and the Cardinals –
Dressed in the finest scarlet,
Flying from tree to tree,
Parading about as if a harlot!

Finches, Robins, Orioles,
High above magnificently soars a vulture,
Exceedingly ugly when up close,
A necessary part of nature’s culture.

Within an hour or so it’s done,
The rest of the world will have stirred,
But for now they sing to greet the day,
A song only I have heard.

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